Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 575 - 574 Mystery

Seeing Qian Wangsun move towards Daluo Heaven's spacetime, Jue Ji's eyebrows slightly raised, seemingly surprised that the opponent dared to accept the challenge.

He stood up, his entire form transforming into a sword light, already passing through the vortex to reach into Daluo Heaven's spacetime.

Upon entering Daluo Heaven's spacetime, his sword light pivoted, aiming to strike Qian Wangsun on the head as if there was no intention to communicate, merely wishing to finish the duel quickly by killing his opponent with a single sword strike.

But the next moment, he hesitated slightly.

Because Qian Wangsun neither dodged nor defended himself, instead ignoring him and charging towards the sky heedlessly.

Jue Ji snorted coldly, "Thinking of escaping?"

At this moment, Qian Wangsun's Primordial Spirit power erupted immensely, propelling him upward at his fastest speed, his eyes exposed as numerous scenes seemed to flow before them, his mind incredibly calm as he thought.

'Facing Jue Ji head-on, I probably wouldn't survive a second.'

'If I focus solely on fleeing to save my life, I might last a few minutes, but then I'd have no chance to get close to the Emperor's Sword.'

'That must be why they sent Jue Ji to duel me.'

'But did you consider, sending Jue Ji also provided me another solution?'

'A solution that only a powerful Sword Cultivator like Jue Ji, possessing immense offensive power, could help me achieve.'

Then his eyes suddenly went white, the Emperor's Sword in his sight transforming, revealing countless future details and scenes.

'Where is the weakness in the prohibition?'

'Where exactly?'

Qian Wangsun focused on a spot on the tip of the Emperor's Sword, his gaze suddenly sharp.

'Found it.'

Boom! The sword light unleashed by Jue Ji arrived after being released, cutting mercilessly, its blinding radiance akin to piercing someone's eyes, the roaring sword light tearing the sky asunder, seemingly splitting the entire world in two.

"Die!"

The sword light swept directly across Qian Wangsun's body, exploding into a cascade of fresh blood in the air.

Jue Ji hesitated slightly: 'This guy didn't even use his Primordial Spirit power to defend? Did he just withstand my sword with his body? Does he not want to live?'

But the next moment, Jue Ji's gaze subtly changed. In his perception, after the sword light had cut through Qian Wangsun's body, it collided with something incredibly hard and solid, almost immediately after the collision, the sword light dissipated into nothingness, disappearing.

It was the Emperor's Sword. After Jue Ji's sword light swept across Qian Wangsun's body, it further struck the Emperor's Sword.

'The Emperor's Sword?' Jue Ji frowned slightly: 'Is this kid using my power to strike the Emperor's Sword?' freeωebnovēl.c૦m

This was Qian Wangsun foreseeing Jue Ji's move, adjusting his body willingly to receive Jue Ji's strike unguarded, hoping that Jue Ji's strike could hit the very tip of the Emperor's Sword he had seen.

This sword strike was a combined effort of Qian Wangsun and Jue Ji, with Qian Wangsun controlling the direction and position while Jue Ji supplied the power.

Covered in blood, Qian Wangsun slowly descended from midair. His eyes remained fixated on the targeted Emperor Sword ahead. The prohibitions on it were as stable as Mount Tai, resembling the calm, undisturbed sea that no storm could leave a mark upon, faintly mocking the attacker for overestimating himself.

Thud!

Qian Wangsun fell to the ground, and beside him, a somewhat contemptuous laughter from Jue Ji echoed, "Do you really believe your petty tricks could break the prohibitions placed by the Celestial Deities?"

Barely opening his mouth, Qian Wangsun said, "I...surrender." His gaze was still intensely focused on the sword shadow in the sky, as if bewildered by the prohibitive strength.

Jue Ji snorted coldly, unwilling to lay hands on someone who had lost their ability to fight, and walked straight out.

Soon, medical staff rushed in and carried Qian Wangsun out. At that moment, Qian Wangsun was covered in blood, his body seeming as though it had been severed at the waist. The fresh blood at the wound gushed out like a fountain.

If it wasn't for his prior anticipation of Jue Ji's attack, which diminished his own injuries while guiding the assault toward the Emperor Sword, he might have died by now.

His injuries were severe; a kidney was completely destroyed, but no other vital organs were harmed. After medical treatment, there was no risk to his life.

However, the damage to his physical body meant his cultivation efficiency would inevitably decrease. How much—it would depend on Qian Wangsun's subsequent treatment and luck.

Knowing this, Zhou Bai heaved a sigh of relief, yet suddenly felt an extremely weak Primordial Spirit force surrounding him, whispering something into his ear—it was Qian Wangsun.

"Emperor Sword..."

Ying Hui, Yun Chonghe, Zheng Wentian, and the others hurried over.

Ying Hui first looked at Qian Wangsun's injuries with concern, then turned to Zhou Bai, "Zhou Bai, don't worry, we'll take care of Qian Wangsun. You focus on participating in the theological discourse without distraction."

Zhou Bai watched as Qian Wangsun was carried away, with the Primordial Spirit continually sweeping through the gemstones in his sea of consciousness, contemplating whether or not to use the gemstones to interfere and save Qian Wangsun.

Christina said, "Zhou Bai..." She opened her mouth, words she had long wanted to say were there, but until the event occurred, she had kept them to herself.

Watching Zhou Bai being on the verge of activating the gemstone, she finally decided to earnestly persuade, "The gemstones cannot be used here."

"Yes, I know," Zhou Bai looked at the gemstones continuously swirling in his sea of consciousness.

Sensing his reluctance, Christina slowly added, "Being first in the theological discourse is very important. Too many people have already sacrificed for this cause, and the gemstones will be of great help in your forthcoming actions."

"You will face many battles ahead, and possibly even direct intervention from Celestial Deities. In front of a Celestial Deity, the gemstones might be your only chance to turn the tables."

Zhou Bai: "I know..." He clenched his fists, his eyes showing a hint of displeasure.

Christina sighed, "Zhou Bai, think of the Great Elder, think of the Headmaster, think of Yan Hui and others who went to collect the Primordial Dao for you."

"Think of the countless people from Donghua City, Beihai City, West Mountain City, who have allowed you to stand here. It's not just Qian Wangsun who has made sacrifices; many, many others have given up their lives."

Christina, seeing Zhou Bai's gaze soften, continued, "I too want to save Qian Wangsun, I want to save Headmaster Zhao, Du Bing, Jian Xing...save Alice, save Dr. Zhuang..."

"But if saving any one of them negates the sacrifices of others...then we cannot save them."

"The existence of the gemstones increases the possibility of you ranking first in the theological discourse by twenty percent and provides you with a means to confront Celestial Deities...they truly...cannot be used here."